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Sunday, March 29, 2015

Pedal To The Metal

Earlier this week I was almost mowed down in a grocery store parking lot.

Pushing a cart of groceries across a highly visible crosswalk I was enjoying the clear, sunny day. As I moved towards the center of the crosswalk a van came squealing around the corner and continued to escalate toward me. I had to run to get out of the way. The drivers window was open and I yelled out a loud “Hey!” He looked at me and continued on his speedy path turning into the parking area.

I wasn’t really angry, merely irritated by what had just occurred. It’s happened before and no doubt will happen again.

I just kind of shook my head in disbelief at this idiots actions. 

As I resumed the walk towards my car I saw him pull into the parking spot next to mine. The driver was coming around his van just as I reached the open trunk of my car. Again I looked at him. He looked at me and said nothing. I noticed he was wearing a large silver cross around his neck and the back of his van sported a variety of bumper stickers proclaiming he was “Not of this World”.

That’s when my mere irritation transitioned to getting REALLY mad!

Because as a Christian I know that I might be the only contact someone not in possession of faith might encounter.

I have to be diligent to make sure my light is well lit.

The driver of the van, well he got a big fat “F” in that department.

Because imagine if I wasn’t a Christian?

What impression am I left with?

Christians are selfish jerks.

For those of you unfamiliar with the NOTW symbol or terminology it references the bible verse John 18:36.

“Jesus answered, “My kingdom is not of this world. If my kingdom were of this world, my servants would have been fighting, that I might not be delivered over to the Jews. But my kingdom is not from the world.”

Which is His response to a question posed by Pontius Pilate in the previous verse, John 18:35 “Pilate answered, "I am not a Jew, am I? Your own nation and the chief priests delivered You to me; what have You done?"

Today is Palm Sunday. A time of jubilant celebration of when Jesus entered Jerusalem.

But just a few days later Jesus would be delivered to Pilate who ultimately would make the earthly decision to send Him to His death on the cross.

His death meant eternal life for us. The ultimate sacrifice. The ultimate gift.

Let’s share the gift, not shame it.


“For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.” ~ Ephesians 2:10


lynn cockrell said...

Your post is a reminder to those of us who are Christians that we are to be examples to the rest of the world. This is not always easy to do at times when others do things like the driver of the van. I, too, have found myself saying "Get the behind me!" Satan looks to use any opportunity to make us falter and act in a worldly way. Thanks for the reminder!

marty (A Stroll Thru Life) said...

Your light is always shining.

bj said...

There's so many rude drivers...and our town leads the parade. Horrible...however, we have all learned not to holler at one..or honk,,or even glare...too many have done that and been shot dead. It's pitiful but we must keep our mouths shut and eyes averted, I guess...and it makes me fighting mad.

Pat@Life At Lydias House said...

Well said, Laura. I shudder to think about all of the times I have done more damage for the kingdom than helped! Thankfully, we serve a God of grace and forgiveness.

Linda said...

Thank you, Laura, for this timely reminder.
We returned home from a lovely vacation, only to experience some kid (or at least we assume it was) throwing a good size rock through our living room window on Sunday night. Thankfully it only put a hole through the screen and bounced off the metal trim at the bottom of the window missing the glass. But I was angry. Very angry. So angry that I had to pray very hard that night for God to remove the anger from me because anger escalates from "I'm angry at this kid" to "I'm angry at this town, why do we live here?!" etc., etc. I was reminded the next morning when I grocery shopped and interacted with several kind people that not all people are like that and that I can rise above the anger with God's help. There were a bunch of other revelations, but I'm losing my train of thought. At any rate.... thanks for sharing your story. Thank goodness you weren't hurt by that jerk.
Love, Linda